In the blink of an eye, several thousand more years passed.
As the millennia passed, the vitality within that flesh and blood grew ever stronger.
As that vitality spread, the Dao resonance within the demon god's flesh and blood became increasingly profound. As it deepened, the Dao resonance condensed and revealed the aura of the Grand Dao, making Chen Yang realize that this was not the Ice Demon God at all, but the Cold Demon God.
Beneath the three thousand Grand Daos lay countless branches. Beneath the Water Grand Dao were many Daos—ice, snow, mist, cold...
Among them, ice and cold were two different Daos. As vitality was infused into the demon god's flesh and blood before them, what spread through it was the Great Path of Cold.
Chen Yang sensed the chill. "The flesh and blood of the Cold Demon God? It is of little use to me. If I truly want to refine it, I must disperse its Grand Dao, leaving only pure Chaos vitality behind. Then, after Devouring it, I can raise my life level."
"Chen Yang... if you do that, it would be an utter waste. Just wait. Now that this piece of demon god flesh has recovered its vitality and revealed its Grand Dao, we can next glimpse the Cold Demon God's cultivation traces and the course of his battles. Those are the most precious things." Elder Zi was excited as well.
Chen Yang did not refute him. He understood clearly. "Elder Zi... there is no need for you to tell me; I know the value of knowledge. But this is only a small piece of incomplete flesh, so the traces it contains are likely incomplete as well. It is merely a fragment of cultivation traces from a Branch Demon God. Its value is not